I weighed 145 lbs. from the time I was 15 to the day I left for college.
Dear reader, I gained EXACTLY fifteen pounds at school. What is that? I'm a stereotype!
I'd never been over 150 in my life, and now I'm 160 and, according to my BMI, just barely overweight. I need to start doing things again. And no more comfort eating!
I'm not saying I'm a horribly blimpy thing to look at. I think I look fine, but it's a very slippery slope this weight-gain thing, so I'm going to nip it in the bud.
140 by June. Now, I know that pounds don't actually mean that much, so we'll be more specific: I want to be a size 6. I was always trying to push off those last 5 lbs in highschool, so I'll get them, too. I don't think losing weight will make me happier, but I do think it will make me healthier, and I'd really like to not be embarrassed by my bikini.
So... size 6 by June. That's about 5 pounds a month, which is totally manageable, and do-able if I treat it like a project which I must finish in accordance with my New Year's resolution: "Finish Something."
Projects I've started today:
- 25 Pounds by June
- A short story to submit to Seventeen magazine (maybe)
- Get a job at school
These are going well. For now.
Also, from io9: "Space is in trouble! Now's your chance!"